Douluo: You call this a toy

Snapped.

Yang Fan raised the blade and struck it again, "Have you remembered?"

The others looked at each other and moved slowly.

"Thinking of you Ma..."

Just when Yang Fan raised the kitchen knife again, a spring knife appeared in the man's hand. The blade popped out and stabbed Yang Fan in the chest.

Yang Fan snorted coldly, and the bright kitchen knife drew a graceful arc. The back of the knife struck the opponent's wrist, and the spring knife in his hand fell.

The man screamed in pain, and his head was pressed on the mahjong table by Yang Fan. Yang Fan glanced at the others coldly. Those people had never seen Yang Fan's powerful skills. Plus, he was in someone else's hands and they didn't dare to act rashly. .

"Now answer my questions honestly. If you dare to lie to me, I will make your life worse than death."

The man nodded hurriedly, not daring to play tricks in front of Yang Fan.

"What's your name?"

Yang Fan asked as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

"My name is Qi Yijin."

"Snapped."

Yang Fan slapped him hard on the face, "Isn't your name Qi Baliang? When did you change your name?"

The man was suddenly startled and wondered how he knew his name. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he hurriedly explained, "Qi Yijin is my nickname, and Ba Liang is my school name."

In fact, Yang Fan had obtained Tianmo's personal information from his mobile phone, mainly to test whether he told the truth. Unexpectedly, he dared to lie with a knife on his neck.

"If you tell another lie, I will chop off one of your fingers until it is done."

"No, I dare not."

Not sure how much Yang Fan knew about him, Qi Baliang really didn't dare.

"Who is destroying my house with you?"

Yang Fan lifted him up and looked at those guys.

"Eight Liang, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."

"Yes, you must think clearly before speaking."

"I'm not talking about you. How can you destroy someone else's house for no reason? It's unethical. It's up to you to resolve the matter between you. I'll leave first."

Yang Fan shouted coldly: "No one is allowed to leave until I figure it out!"

The guy who wanted to run away paused, turned around slowly, and poof, a tomato hit him in the face.

Yang Fan warned: "If anyone dares to leave without my permission, it will be a tomato this time and a kitchen knife next time."

Several guys were stunned. They were not curious about Yang Fan's skill, but wanted to know where the tomatoes came from.

The man nodded in dissatisfaction and did not dare to move even half a step.

"Don't tell me soon."

Yang Fan scolded angrily, and Qi Baliang replied urgently: "They are all involved."

"Ba Liang, do you, Tamar, want to die?"

"Nonsense, don't you want to hang out in Nanzhou anymore?"

Being threatened by his brothers, Qi Ba's face was ashen.

"Shut up for me!"

Under Yang Fan's sharp gaze, everyone tightly closed their mouths.

"Who ordered you to do this?"

Yang Fan asked again.

Qi Baliang secretly glanced at a few people, hesitated for a moment, and said anxiously: "Yes, yes... I don't know."

Without saying a word, Yang Fan grabbed one of his hands and placed it on the mahjong table. He swung his kitchen knife and chopped it off.

"I said--."

Seeing the kitchen knife fall on the back of his hand, Qi Baliang's psychological defense collapsed and he roared and closed his eyes.

The moment the blade touched the skin, the kitchen knife in Yang Fan's hand failed to move forward at all.

"Say!"

A cold voice came out from between Yang Fan's teeth.

But before Qi Baliang could say anything, the four guys quickly rushed towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan swung the kitchen knife, bang bang bang, all hit on the head. It was definitely not cut with the blade. Otherwise, he might not be able to save the heads. He didn't think it was cruel enough, so he simply put away the kitchen knife and threw it into the storage ring. People disappear before their eyes, which makes people feel even more incredible.

When several people were surprised, he removed each person's right arm, which was hanging down and unable to move.

Qi Baliang felt a sense of relief. He had threatened him just now, but now he was no longer awesome.

Yang Fan grabbed a man's right arm and said, "If you don't want me to tear it off for you, tell me the person behind it."

It already hurt when the arm was removed, but when Yang Fan held it in his hand, it hurt like hell.

"It's Mr. Shen."

"Say the name."

Yang Fan pulled slightly.

"Shen Lang."

"Yes, it's Shen Lang." Everyone, including Qi Baliang, agreed.

Yang Fan would not let him go and asked, "Whose people are you from?"

I didn't dare to say anything now.

Yang Fan grabbed his arm and pulled hard. The man almost died from the pain.

"Our boss is Brother Hui, but this matter has nothing to do with Brother Hui."

Brother Hui?It's his again!See how he explains it.

After asking each one one by one, it turned out that these people knew Shen Lang and took advantage of it secretly to stand up for him.

Yang Fan sat at the mahjong table, thinking about how to solve this matter, thinking about meeting Mu Hui first, and then deciding what method to use to deal with Shen Lang.

He took out his cell phone, found Mu Hui's number, and dialed it.

"Boss, I didn't expect you to call me. May I ask what your orders are?"

Mu Hui's compliment sounded from the phone.

"Don't scream. Your boss is Chao Tianbiao. I'll give you a big gift. It's in the Seven Stars Chess and Cards Room. Hurry up."

Yang Fan believed that Mu Hui would arrive soon.

When Qi Ba Liang and others heard that their boss was coming, they were all trembling with fear.

At Yang Fan's request, the five people lined up in a row and squatted at the base of the wall, not even daring to fart.

About half an hour later, Mu Hui arrived in a hurry with a few burly men.

"Boss, please call..."

Halfway through his words, he found his subordinate squatting by the wall and immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Why are you here? Have you provoked my boss?"

Yang Fan stared into his eyes, feeling that it was not pretending, and said coldly: "They destroyed my house, wasn't it you who instigated it?"

"Smash, smash your house? I really don't know."

Mu Hui went over and kicked a guy, and said sullenly: "Who told you to hit Mr. Yang Fan's house? If you don't tell the truth, I will kill you."

"Brother Hui, spare your life, it's Shen Lang..."

Several people trembled and told the story truthfully.

"Didn't you receive my instructions? You are not allowed to cause trouble for Boss Yang Fan, but you are causing trouble for me!"

"Brother Hui, I'm sorry, we thought we couldn't investigate such a small thing as smashing."

Mu Hui was furious, bowed and said to Yang Fan: "Please give me a day, and I will give you a satisfactory explanation."

Yang Fan nodded, "The police are also investigating this matter. It's up to you. Is that Shen Lang your relative?"

"I do not recognize."

Mu Hui immediately clarified.

"He is trying to instigate a relationship between us. Go ahead. I'll wait for your news."

Mu Hui heard the meaning of Yang Fan's words and promised: "I will make him disappear from Nanzhou."

"If the crime is not punishable by death, don't take human life."

"Ok."

Mu Hui took people away, and how to deal with it was not Yang Fan's concern.

Yang Fan left the chess and card room, called Bai Lan, and asked her where Liu Xueru lived. He wanted to go to the address and take a car there.

Jinding Family, Yang Fan came to the door, but the security guard stopped him from entering. He had to call Liu Xueru. He called several times in succession but no one answered. He also called Sun Zhihan and the three girls, but no one answered either.